What I do know
About love is that
Love is the fabric
Of the Universe and
That each time that
You love someone else
You are picking up
Another thread with which
To weave your life
What I do know
About love is that
Love is the fabric
Of the Universe and
That each time that
You love someone else
You are picking up
Another thread with which
To weave your life
The strength that’s required
To brandish my sword
I cannot muster and
Leave to youth but
Rather I hone wit
Sharpen sarcasm and whittle
And pluck the mantle
Hairs from the shoulders
Of demigods theocrats and
Buffoons who wear such
Not because of triumphs
But because of confiscation
Crippling those bullies at
Their weaknesses their lack
Of intelligence and morality
It’s a funny thing
Every single morning I
Start with some coffee
And every single day
I think wow this
Is the best coffee
Ever but is it
Or is it the
Best because it’s today’s
We spend so much
Time remembering and hoping
That we often forget
That one simple steaming
Aromatic creamy strong cup
Of morning warmth sitting
In front of us
Yes I mean you
My little own espresso
I met one that
I could not keep
Took my bait snatched
My lure but what
I used wasn’t me
And now in boat
Staring at me gasping
Why’d you trick me
You’re the silly fish
Taking what is easy
Then blaming the fisherman
There are some days
When no matter what
Or when or whom
You think about the
Sun doesn’t quite rise
And your morning is
Cast in a gauzy
Shroud of melancholy and
The fire in your
Heart simply goes pthtsz